Today was a day of a life worth living.At least Logan saw it that way.It’s as if he said, “hey world, look at me, I
can still run.”Towards the end of the
two mile walk at the park this morning he started this game where he’d lag
behind, and then take off running to catch up and get a treat.I always said, that dog would do anything for
a treat.The beautiful thing is that he
still has the will to do it.
We had a follow-up visit with Patti a couple days OK.The basic diagnostics are as follows; gums
and tongue pink, eyes bright and white, weight holding steady, and an even body
temperature to the touch.All good signs
apparently.We were having some trouble
with starting the SamE.We administered
the supplement every other day, and on the days he took it, he was definitely
more lethargic.Patti recommended to
keep him on the every other day ritual and continue to give with food (which
decreases potency).Ideally, he would
take every day and 1 hour before or after food.Obvious from his behavior this morning, today was his day off.
Patti reminded me that I should mention this caveat to
those who are following the blog intently. Each treatment plan is dependent on the dog
and their needs.One should not assume
that the program that is working for Logan could be a step by step recipe for
another dog.I don’t intent for this
blog to be an endorsement of a specific program.But rather, a beacon of hope for those who
find themselves at the end of the journey and ask the question, “is there
anything more I can do?” So there you have it, my public service announcement.
That said, I must confess that I have hope for this
program.I told Patti I want to repeat
bloodwork to help guide us on next steps.I can’t lie.I’m hoping to see a
miracle, to see all normal values.I’ve
played out the scenarios in my mind.What if things look worse?Would
that change anything I am doing?Would I
just give up?These are questions I don’t
have the answer to, because I’m hoping I won’t have to answer them.I’m can’t let go of hope.
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